Perhaps, the mundanities of daily life are killing my dreams, erasing the vision in my head.
Every day, this world, where I don’t belong, sucks me in.
My passion wears away.
I am a rock, eroding.
My fire is extinguished and my spirit dies a little each time.
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It’s exhausting!
Am I weakening? Am I weak?
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Time…
I need some time.
I retreat…
…where deep down, a flicker of light shines.
A tiny sparkle sits silently, unseen, in the midst of noise and doings. That’s all it takes.
Where welcome, where it thrives, where it is appreciated, and where those around deserve the incessant bursts of sunshine, my spirit resurfaces.
The passion inside of me never did diminish.
I don’t think it ever will.
With much love and hugs,
Anne J
P.S. There is always a reason. For everything.
There are days when I feel like this as well.
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Sending you love and hugs for those days, Chris! They keep for long. 😊
Last month hasn’t been great at all… thank God for my ability to bounce back! Soon.
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We all struggle with life and the dailiness trying to rob us of our dreams. It is good to take time, sit back and try to regain perspective. Many times we can then see our dreams again! Best Wishes!
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Hi Valerie. Thank you so very much for your kind words. I didn’t realize I needed them until I read them. Perspective… You know, I just need to turn my gaze elsewhere. I can instead listen to love and warmth, to care and kindness, and block out the unpleasant. Much love to you. Thank you! 🤗❤
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Blessings to you also, Anne! ❤
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Lovely pictures 🙂
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